Can't Tell The Difference

• Fairytale •

"I don't care if I lose my mind..

..I'm already cursed."

...

Three days passed and I was still grounded, hours and hours of being stuck in my bedroom.

I nuzzled to his neck, stroking his back as I sensed the warmth of his body.

It drove me crazy every time.

The way his warmth made me feel,
It made me feel safe.

He reached his hand to my hair gently stroking it as he rested his head on mine, still stroking my hair.

The room was too quiet that we only perceived the sound of our breath and the cockroaches outside the window.

"When is this going to end?" I broke the silence.

"You mean life?" he questioned.

"No, I mean being grounded." I chuckled at his moronic question.

He sighed. "You gotta stay patient, Eve." he said as he caressed my hand with his thumb.

"I hate patience." I pouted, digging my face to his chest.

I never wanted to be patient in my life, although that's the only choice was capable of.

I just wait.

I wait to be free. I wait to be loved. I wait to be happy.

"As long as you wait for what you crave, as long as it craves to reach for you." he declared.

"Once it craves for me, I'd no longer be giving attention to it." I raised my eyebrows, hopeless.

Ironic, isn't it.

"Life isn't a fairytale Eve, if you crave something, you'll need to wait for it."

Silence filled the room again. We both had words suppressed in our minds that we needed to release but chose not to.

"I hate waiting for you." I sighed with angst.

I caught him playing with my hair as he was searching for the right words to say.

His gaze felt sorrowful.

"There's something that you need to know, Eve." he nervously said, wandering my glowing grey eyes.

"What is it?" I looked at him, anxious a bit.

"The day we met-..."

"Get up!" mom uttered as I shockingly woke up.

"What?!" I gasped, hair falling on my eyes.

Shit, I was dreaming again.

"Get ready, it's your first day of school." she said.